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"I don't quite understand, His Highness Xue is not very old, why can he write such experienced poems?"

"Who knows? Maybe His Highness Xue has a secret that no one knows?"

"To be honest, it is already a worthwhile trip to witness the birth of a real handed down poem."

"Haha, it's extreme, it's extreme."

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Xue Weihan's poem completely detonated the atmosphere of the scene.

That is a handed down poem, a masterpiece that is rare in ten thousand years.

The previous few poems were all close to handed down poems, but they were only close, and did not really become handed down poems.

"Drinking Alone under the Moon" is not close, but has truly become a poem handed down from generation to generation, without any exaggeration.

Regardless of the outcome of the competition, Xue Weihan's reputation will spread throughout the human race.

The eldest prince Zi Hong, the new top scholar Zuo Xu and the others looked very unsightly.

As the hosts of this poetry conference, they lost to an outsider.

"His Highness Xue, congratulations, you have written a poem handed down to generations." Yu Yi cupped his hands in congratulations.

Xue Weihan laughed heartily: "Haha...Brother Yu won the award, and the poems of you and Princess Yue have not yet begun to be sung. Xuemou believes that your poems will not be worse than Xuemou's."

Liu Yunyue smiled confidently: "Of course."

Lotus Fairy began to recite Liu Yunyue's poem:

"Ask the Moon with Wine"

When does Qingtian have a month?I stopped the cup and asked about it today.

It is not available for people to climb the bright moon, but the moon walks with others.

Jiao is like a flying mirror and facing Danque, the green smoke disappears and the clear hair is gone.

But seeing the night coming from the sea, Ning knew that Xiang Yunjian was not there.

The white rabbit smashes medicine for autumn and spring, who is Chang'e lonely next to?

Today people do not see the ancient times and the moon, this month once looked like the ancients.

The ancients and the modern people see the bright moon as the same.

I hope that when the song is against the wine, the moonlight shines in Jinzun.

"Fuck, it's golden again, and "Ask the Wine to the Moon" has become a handed down poem. Are handed down poems worthless now? There are actually two poems in a row."

"It's amazing, it's amazing, Her Royal Highness Princess Yue is indeed a genius of the same level as His Royal Highness Xue, and she also wrote a poem handed down from generation to generation."

"People today don't see the moon in ancient times, but the moon used to shine on the ancients. The ancients are like flowing water, and they all see the bright moon like this.

The ancients and the present are more than just the Ganges River sands, they are just like the passing water.

However, the bright moon they saw was as old as ever, which is really wonderful. "

"Princess Yue is really amazing, I will be Princess Yue's fan from now on."

"Brain and residual powder plus one."

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Yu Yi had to admire Xue Weihan and Liu Yunyue for being able to compose ancient poems.

As soon as Liu Yunyue's handed down poem came out, the faces of the First Prince and the others turned completely dark.

If only Xue Weihan was alone, it would be alright, and another Liu Yunyue appeared, wouldn't it be slapping them in the face?

And it's like hitting the left cheek and hitting the right cheek again.

Hua Qingwu, the fairy of Baihua, chuckled lightly, and said in a low voice, "His Royal Highness Xue and Princess Yue both wrote poems handed down from generation to generation. Mr. Yu, what surprises can you bring to everyone?"

She spread out the scroll with her slender fingers, her eyes widened, there was a poem on it, and a score for easy singing.

Hua Qingwu is a master of music, and she can tell at a glance that the tune of this poem is very beautiful.

She went through the score in her heart a few times, adjusted her mood, opened her red lips lightly, and sang a poem written by Yuyi... oh no... it was a copied line:

"Water Melody Headpiece: When Will the Moon Come"

When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky about the wine.I don't know the palace in the sky, what year is this eve.

I want to return by wind, and I fear Qionglou Yuyu, the heights are too cold.

Dancing clear shadow, like in the world……

Hua Qingwu's voice is soft and the orchestral sound is gentle.

Everyone has never heard such a weird tune, but they think the tune is so good that people can't stop it.

"Shui Tuo Ge Tou" resounded in the Hongxiu Pavilion, and spread outward through the formation sound transmission equipment, breaking into the various painting boats on the river.

Before the first half of Que was finished, no matter whether it was Hongxiu Pavilion, the river outside or the square outside, there was no sound of any conversation.

Hua Qingwu sang unhappily, but it fit the artistic conception of the words, but it was done in one go.

There are many people with profound literary skills in the courtyard, and they have already noticed the ethereal, atmospheric, and distant artistic conception of "Shui Tiao Ge Tou".

One link after another, from the scene to the emotion, and at the same time, it can describe the moonlit night as ethereal, without the slightest breath of fireworks.

A few words, it is the atmosphere of fairy palace that makes people feel relaxed and happy.

It is no exaggeration to say that in the Shangque, any two sentences copied out at random are quatrains!

"Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, a low-pitched household, and sleepless nights. There should be no hatred, what's the matter of long-term goodbye.

People have sorrows and sorrows and joys, and moons have yin and qing, which is difficult to complete.

Nung, moon and new moon. "

After Hua Qingwu sang the last line, when she found that the surroundings were extremely lonely and everyone's eyes were empty, she felt a little embarrassed.

Could it be that you can't sing well?

Yuyi gave a thumbs up and praised: "Fairy Baihua is indeed a master of temperament, she sings so beautifully!"

After singing the song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou", everyone had a long aftertaste.

Xue Weihan chanted for a long time, and said with a wry smile: "The sentence pattern and tune of this "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" are excellent.

Brother Yu, once your "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" comes out, no one will dare to write Mid-Autumn Festival poems in the future! "

Liu Yunyue already has a preference for good poetry, let alone witnessed the birth of a masterpiece?

Princess Yue sighed: "I want to take the wind to go back, but I'm afraid that Qionglou Yuyu, the heights are too cold!

If other people write like this, they should be regarded as young and frivolous.

But Mr. Yu's poetic talent, so what's the problem with saying "the heights are too cold"?

According to this palace, Mr. Yu also deserves the title of the number one genius of the human race! "

The First Prince and the others had already fallen into a stupor, as if they never imagined that their side would lose completely.

Yuyi was the least surprised by everyone's reaction.

It's not that he has confidence in himself, but that he has confidence in "Water Tune Getou"!

When mentioning Mid-Autumn Festival poetry in later generations, "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" is always a mountain that cannot be bypassed.

Su Shi's Ci has been passed down through the ages without fading.

In the eyes of poets and poets, later generations even have "Chinese

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Autumn Ci, since the first song of Shuidiao comes out, the rest of the words are useless".

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"I thought His Royal Highness Xue and Princess Yue's handed down poems were shocking enough. Unexpectedly, Mr. Yu also wrote handed down poems, and today's handed down poems have all appeared together."

"Mr. Yu's "Shui Tuo Ge Tou" is obviously a level higher than the two Highnesses, and has reached pure gold."

"When is the bright moon, ask the blue sky for wine... good words!"

"I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, the heights are too cold... Domineering!"

"I wish you a long life, and you will share the joys and joys of thousands of miles... The artistic conception is absolutely amazing!"

"..."

Both Yan Qingqing and Zi Xin blushed with excitement.

"Little fish, you are too powerful."

"Haha, as expected of brother-in-law."

Jiang Yuyao rolled her eyes when she heard that.

Every time she heard the word brother-in-law, she wanted to beat Zixin up.

The faces of the great prince Zi Hong and the new top scholar Zuo Xu turned completely dark.

Wu Tianhao also gritted his teeth.

Even Gu Tianming's expression was ugly, he knew he was doomed.

As soon as "Shui Tune Ge Tou" came out, there was almost no rival.

Next, the five flower fairies sang the poems of the remaining five scholars, but none of them reached the golden legend.

Even Gu Tianming, who is the best, is on equal terms with the First Prince.

No need to guess, the top three are Yuyi, Liuyunyue, and Xueweihan.

Sister Hong stepped onto the stage, "The third round of competition is over, Your Majesty, please read the results of the competition."

The bead curtain of the VIP room in the middle of the second floor opened again.

Emperor Zisheng said with a smile on his face, "Congratulations to Mr. Yu for winning the first prize in the Poetry Competition, and congratulations to Princess Yue and Prince Xue for winning the second place and third place respectively. Congratulations to the three talents who won the top three."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" x3

The three of Yuyi cupped their hands at the same time.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the side task nineteen: winning the first prize at the Zhuxia Empire Poetry Conference. 】

[Task Reward: Level up by 2 levels]

[Rewards are being distributed...]

Host: Yuyi

Age: 19

Power: 100630000

Agility: 100630000

Spirit: 100685630

Defense: 100620000 (Physical Defense/100620000+French Defense/100620000)

Kung Fu: "Yuan Dian"

Level: lv.70

Special skills: holy art (holy order descends); divine art (blessing of the Lord God); divine art (pursuant to all living beings)

Special Items: None

Yuyi finally stepped into the ranks of the seventh level, and his body began to undergo qualitative changes.

The seventh level is a high-level domain, which is fundamentally different from the intermediate and elementary levels.

He could feel his materialized body slowly changing, gradually transforming into a divine body.

However, the process will be very slow, and it will take him to become a god before he can completely become a god.

Yuyi's advancement was silent, his aura fluctuations were completely covered by the divine spark crystal, and no one noticed that he had advanced.

Zisheng was a little dissatisfied with Yuyi's casual behavior.